Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Chapter 27 Female Ghost

Mitch was shocked. No way. She had only recited the mantra once. How could she have succeeded? It was a gifted perversion.

Susie’s eyes widened as she looked around. Wow, the world had become a lot clearer.

The desk lamp was with a circle of light and a mayfly lady quietly

crawled into his circle of light. Outside the window, Granny Laurel was having a party and there were a few ants carrying cake crumbs and running as fast as they could on their six legs.

There was also an aunt hanging from the window with her eyes staring straight at her.

Susie stared at her while the aunt poked half her head in and watched Susie with a sly glint under.

“You can see me? are you afraid of me?”

Hearing those questions, Susie violently grabbed the quilt over her head and shouted, “Master, this aunt is so ugly.”

Mitch believed what she said was true this time.

This female ghost was wandering, just passing by. He saw that the female ghost was extremely weak, less than two days to dissipate, so he ignored her. Who knew Susie would see it?

A dark aura flashed under Mitch’s eyes, suddenly excited. What a great little disciple he had taken on.

“Juicy, let me see how much potential you can have. Let’s take in this ugly girl ghost.”

The female ghost was furious. She screamed shrilly and lunged.

Mitch grabbed her long hair while saying, “Good Susie, chant with Master.”

Then, Susie followed.

But by this time Mitch had let go of his hand, and the ghost lunged at Susie under inertia.

Susie subconsciously raised her hand to a palm, and the female ghost flew out a long way.

Mitch was quick to grab the ghost by the hair and yank her back.

good. Juicy,

at her hands innocently. What happened to the little hand? Did she

Mitch added, “Here,

student, Susie, was led astray by her absent-minded master, then she went on again. The result was

was so surprised that she covered her little

playing? She was just passing by, that’s too much, right? Take

more excited because he

understand why the old artist man was so excited

of a fingernail appeared in his hand out of thin air, hanging on the red rope of

evil ghosts. In the future, you will use this soul gourd to help

“Master, why do you want to collect ghosts and

ghost struggled and also asked indignantly, “Yes. Why do you want to take

her when she was peeking

did not answer, rubbed little Susie’s hair, and said very perfunctorily, “Child does

and turned her head

was too ugly for her that she

and why

to break free but it was in vain, so she said, “I am your uncle David’s former bricklayer, called May. It was

was stunned.

tiny person frowned

out even if she did not want

David’s tea, and I did it. Then as I got the money, the roof of the

had to add some salt to her uncle’s tea. Why did

his eyes and said lightly, “Kid needs to go to bed early. Don’t talk.” Then he sent the female ghost into

red light and quickly

wrist.

back down and yawned and

and gagged, “Water,

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some

tossing and turning, unable to

So, when she was talking to her that